We made you practice martial arts, and you've mastered the Great Golden Body?

Xiaoqing retorted, "Why can't I be here?"

"Because, you'll die." Shen Bailian seemed to hear an echo, revealing a bright smile, his snow-white teeth gleaming in the sunlight.

Black hair fluttering in the wind, a bright and beautiful smile, golden sunlight shining through dappled clouds, and a man standing tall in the sky.

Xiaoqing was stunned by this scene.

She was now certain that this was the feeling of being in love.

"Why...why did I die?" Xiaoqing asked, her eyes filled with confusion. Hadn't her tribulation of transforming into a dragon already passed?

The rain has stopped and the sky has cleared; they've already weathered such a severe calamity.

How could death be involved now?

"Xiaoqing, what are you doing? Come back quickly!" Bai Suzhen, who was in the distance, seemed to sense something as well. She looked at the calm sky in fear, her expression turning terrified.

It was as if they had witnessed some great horror.

Xiaoqing hesitated. She wasn't stupid; she anticipated that something important might have happened. Otherwise, the usually calm Bai Suzhen would never have been so terrified.

But does she really want to leave at this time?
If I leave this time, will the distance become even greater...?

However, before Xiaoqing could think of anything else, a soft yet unstoppable force acted on her, forcing her to move away at an extremely fast speed.

It was Shen Bailian who, with a single palm strike, sent this burden back to Bai Suzhen's side.

Wow~~
Boom! !

In an instant.

Before the dark clouds had even dispersed, as if a silver bottle had suddenly shattered, a violent gale suddenly appeared in the sky, terrifying and devastating.

When the wind blew against Shen Bailian, he immediately became interested.

He discovered that this wind was not just ordinary wind, but one that could erode a person's soul. If one's soul was not strong enough, one probably could not withstand the wind for even a short while.

Even a master of innate martial arts would find it difficult to last even a second.

If Xiao Qing, who had only recently transformed into a dragon, were to encounter this gale, her soul and body would likely be reduced to ashes in no time.

"coming."

Shen Bailian's gaze pierced through layers of fierce winds and thick black clouds.

He saw clearly the menacing force behind the dark clouds; this time, those descending were true immortals, beings as old as heaven and earth, the number one henchmen of the Heavenly Dao—

Heaven!

Faced with this unprecedented enemy, Shen Bailian naturally dared not be careless and took a deep breath.

In an instant, his heart rate suddenly increased, booming like thunder. His body moved at will, and his golden blood surged and churned like the Yangtze River.

The will to fight is surging.

Despite the formidable enemy at hand, the raging flames of war will never be extinguished.

Boom!

Rumble!
An invisible, burning flame suddenly tore through the eternal night. The sound of a heart pounding like thunder was felt by Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen, even though they were hundreds of miles away.

It was as if the frequency of breathing and heartbeat was bent by an invisible hand.

Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen exchanged a glance, and in an instant, they made up their minds. Bai Suzhen immediately used her escape technique, pulling the bewildered Xiaoqing along, transforming into a white streak of light and rapidly disappearing into the distance. Dark clouds filled the sky, the biting winds of midwinter blew, a unique oppressive aura... coupled with Shen Bailian's prepared and vigilant state.

It's obvious that the visitor is not benevolent.

In this world, besides the countless gods and Buddhas, there would be almost no one else who could make someone who had withstood the Tribulation of the Ninth Heaven respond in such a way.

Even the true dragon race, in this era, when faced with the power of the Heavenly Court, even a lowly soldier must bow down and submit.
Moreover, these were two "little loaches" that had only recently transformed into dragons and were in a period of weakness.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

A sound like metal clashing suddenly resounded throughout the land. As the last piece of the puzzle was fused together, forming a complete whole, a blazing flame shot into the sky.

The sound of a heartbeat resounded through the void, like a giant beast awakening, and pale golden flames transformed into a tangible, swirling storm, illuminating the entire world.

The faceplate, made of seventy-two overlapping diamond-shaped plates, has two clusters of dancing golden flames shining through the hollowed-out center, as if the core of the sun is sealed in the pupil.

Nine burning dragon spines stand on the shoulder armor, each spine spewing flames that seem to burn the heavens.

The imperial emblem at the center of the breastplate is surrounded by nine layers of golden flame patterns, which are contracting and expanding with a mysterious rhythm. The armor, with its flowing molten gold, is like the materialized body of the sun.

The surface of the arm armor is covered with fine lava scales, and triangular crystal spikes protrude from the elbows, leaving a trail of golden flames several feet long when swung.

The waist belt was made of twelve interwoven molten gold chains, with twelve upside-down fire crystal bells hanging from the ends. When walking, it emitted a clear and melodious dragon roar, which shook the space and caused black cracks to appear.

The battle skirt is composed of millions of thin blades formed from solidified lava. When it takes a step, the blades clash, sparking a meteor shower of sparks.

Two backward-curving dragon horns protrude from the kneecaps, their tips brimming with the inextinguishable true fire of the sun.

Their feet trod upon flowing, molten gold cloud patterns, leaving charred lotus imprints in the void with every step. The phantoms of the Vermilion Bird and the Golden Dragon could be vaguely seen swirling within the rising golden flames.

Behind its head, three golden beads burned fiercely, distorting even the surrounding space and time, forming a stable triangle that kept rotating.

Like the radiance of a god-king.

It exuded a terrifying pressure that spanned thousands of miles, yet it had no effect whatsoever on the creatures on the ground.

From the perspective of ordinary people, this was just an ordinary celestial phenomenon.

This world is inhabited by immortals and gods, and such strange phenomena may be visible every now and then. In addition, the Heavenly Court's appearance comes with the passive ability to conceal heavenly secrets.

Therefore, this is merely an anomaly.

At the same time, beautiful patterns appeared on the Flame Armor, these patterns were all transformed from the rules of heaven and earth.

This is also Shen Bailian's realization that things will naturally fall into place.

High in the sky.

"Such strong blood energy! In such an era, there are still mortals defying the heavens and walking the path of physical sainthood?" A deep, resonant voice suddenly rang out.

As the sound rang out, several enormous figures emerged from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds in the blink of an eye, riding on auspicious clouds.

at the same time.

An invisible yet tangible pressure spread out, and a sacred radiance instantly illuminated the dark clouds.

Tens of thousands of armored celestial soldiers and generals appeared, carried aloft by a huge auspicious cloud.

Most of the heavenly soldiers and generals were expressionless, their eyes dull, like machines, while a few possessed a solemn and dignified air.

Awe-inspiring without anger, a fierce-looking Vajra! (End of Chapter)